by The Creeping Spleen » Sun Feb 07, 2021 12:45 pm
There was a guy I worked with when I was in my teens (late 80s or so), and he'd tell this story about being present at some sort of Race Relations court case of some kind.
The nub of the matter was the defendant was accused of referring to a shop run by an Asian fella as "The wee pakki shop in such and such street".
However, when the owner of the premises was brought in and asked "What do you do for a living, sir?", he replied in the broadest Glaswegian accent you could possibly imagine "Oh, I run the wee pakki shop in such and such street."
Another sunrise with my sad captains, with who I choose to lose my mind,
And if it's all we only pass this way but once, what a perfect waste of time.